all i can think about is kissing you and killing myself
I would hurt people if I killed myself.
I wouldn’t be able to live with myself with the amount of pain I’d cause.
I’d already be dead, so what does it matter?
Would I hurt people more or less if I continued hurting people at the same rate I do now for another 50+ years, or if I killed myself now and just hurt the few people that really care for me for a few months, and then only twice a year(on my birthday and death day)?
These are the questions I think about, and the answers are becoming more cloudy. I don’t know which is the lesser of two evils.
I thought everything might get better if I got into a good relationship. The first night we did anything sexual I broke down in the middle of it, kicked her out, and cut myself more than I ever have before. I really want to just end things with her, and life, before things get even shittier, like they always do. Fuck.
Crossing a street is one of the most triggering things in the life of a suicidal person.
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My motivation in life.
And the more that I do this, the more I realize that it’s my favorite thing to do.
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